The sting of leather, tattered lace
His anger fades, leaving only His pain
My head bowed down, lashes lowered in shame
Knees bent wide, with arms behind
Facing the wall, searching my mind
His disappointment is cold, the sorrow crushing
How could I..Why did I.. Understanding comes rushing
The lesson is learned, but at what cost?
My heart is hollow, what have I lost?
Time passes slowly, quietly He calls my name
Shaking, I look up, seeing that His love remains
“And do you still doubt?” He says with a sigh
Through trembling lips, I softly reply
“I’m sorry, so sorry, my doubt was my lie”
“I will never forget, for as long as I live
the pain that I caused to us both, please forgive?”
He lifts me up gently, into His strong embrace
Gazing at Him, now with pure love and trust
Master’s eyes, Master’s face
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